Celestial Realm Alchemy Sovereign

Cao Lin shook his head, "Master Jiao, I, Cao Lin, am a man of principle. Since I've accepted Young Master Terra's commission, I must see it through. So, I'm afraid I cannot accept your favor."

"However," Cao Lin's tone shifted, "Young Master Terra only asked us to protect him while he challenges the Poison Wolf Sect. He didn't say we should take the initiative. So, as long as Young Master Terra isn't hurt, we naturally won't intervene. In my opinion, why not let him have his fun here, and as for you, Master Jiao, just stand by and watch with us. How about it?"

Is this even something a person should say?

Logan Jiao was speechless with anger. Asking him, the sect master, to stand by and watch someone challenge his sect—how could he ever show his face again?

Moreover, the person causing trouble was the one who had once killed their sect's Elder Silverleaf. This debt had to be settled.

"What are you waiting for? Everyone, attack together and capture this audacious brat!" Logan Jiao shouted. He was truly exasperated with the younger generation of their sect. At this point, who cares about formalities? The opponent was the mortal enemy who killed their elder. Just capture him together; there's no need for courtesy.

The younger generation of the Poison Wolf Sect finally reacted, their eyes gleaming with hostility as they charged at Terra Su.